Mysteries/vexations & ConversationsMonday 26 November 2007 19:48
Which ought to come standard with home pregnancy tests in the first place
Adam has learned to sing. He writes his own material. Latest hit: “Finger Monkey Moo”. The lyrics run something like this:
FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO! FINGER MONKEY MOO!
until you are 80 years old.
We may have to rethink this whole xylophone-for-Christmas-present idea.
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November 26th, 2007 at 20.10 CET+2.00
Two words. Eight letters. One domain suffix.
babycage.net
November 26th, 2007 at 20.23 CET+2.00
Yeah, it’s a soundproof solution we’re after here for Adam, though that could work well for the Tasmanian Devil baby.
November 26th, 2007 at 20.38 CET+2.00
Easy. Closet + foam.
November 26th, 2007 at 20.41 CET+2.00
That way he doesn’t hurt himself either.
November 26th, 2007 at 22.32 CET+2.00
His Christmas drum kit is on its way!
Ha ha! It’s funny, ’cause I don’t have to listen!
November 27th, 2007 at 00.13 CET+2.00
oopsies. sorry about the impending drum kit.
November 28th, 2007 at 16.05 CET+2.00
One thing I decided early on in parenting was that noisy toys are verboten. I hate, hate, hate them. Messy things, too, like Play-Doh, which invariably gets ground into the carpet, tile, and walls. Nevertheless, keep a record of those funny little songs and saying because they will always make you laugh.
Greetings from another NaBloPoMo blogger and a mom of three boys. In addition to posting daily on my own blog, I’m leaving a comment on someone else’s. “Isoglossia” is a word I truly did not know. Stop by The Zone sometime and say hi.